This is a song about "Moving to texas"

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I'm low-income right now, i'm moving to a shotgun,

And i ain't frontin for her

Ads, the texas ranger,

Just make your way into this beautiful bouquet of razor blades/

Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates

But he will never stop, moving his way across the job up to the top

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

And getting money is the song i sing

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring

Keep it moving with the pine, yeah its my time to shine

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time